She was almost suffocating in her culottes. She wanted to take them off -- Lena was right -- but... but not here... Mark, Mark was here... she couldn'...t... "You want to make yourself naked, don't you, Sharon?" droned the black-haired woman's voice. "You want to be completely naked and comfortable, I know you do." Yes... yes... but I... I..." Are you worried about Mark?" asked Lena. "You needn't, dear, not at all. Mark's gone up to his room. He won't be back down for a long time." He... he. She was wearing black tights which showed off the contours of her legs beautifully. ‘Have you got sore feet Janice?’ asked Andy. Janice looked down to Andy, ‘Oh yes, these new shoes are hurting my feet, sorry about that!’. Just then, someone walked in through the main doors. Andy couldn’t see them, but he could tell from the conversation it was a client coming in for an appointment. Andy, in a brazen move took this opportunity to start to massage Janice’s feet. He knew she would. She was an accountant, a CPA actually, and the first nice thing she had purchased for herself was the BMW. After she married she invested almost all of her salary. Her husband was making far more than they needed for living expenses so she had indulged herself and had the little car rebuilt. It was a 'whole lot of fun to drive' and represented her real independence. When Gerald received an unexpected promotion to vice president accompanied by a startling increase in salary she quit her job and. I tilted my head in natural reflex and felt her tongue glide along my skin. The tingles it sent through me made me leak even more. I closed my eyes and let Kiera's sensual touch take me to a place I never experienced. I felt I was doing something wrong though. Well, my mind did. My body wanted what she was giving me. It knew it was alright for another girl to touch, even if this was my first time with one. I turned my body into Kiera more and wrapped my arms around hers. My hands fell on her.